Moreover... Xia Ya's gaze fell on Jiliang once again.
That girl had always been the one facing Canard in the most direct and brutal struggles for life and death on the battlefield. No one understood better than her just how pure the killing intent and emotion behind Canard's attacks had been. Since even she had chosen to keep Canard by her side after the battle, even allowing him to speak with her and Cagalli at such close range, that meant she had judged him in her own way and concluded that he was no longer an enemy.
Her instincts might have been more trustworthy than any precise instrument or rational analysis.
If that was the case, then... it should be fine. Xia Ya reached a tentative conclusion in his heart, and the hand gripping his drink finally relaxed without his noticing.
Leaning against the second-floor railing, Xia Ya took everything in, waves stirring within his heart. What an astonishing, and what an ironic sight. The strongest Coordinator, the failed Super Coordinator, and Orb's Natural representative. Three souls sharing the same or similar bloodlines should have hated and slaughtered one another amid the torrent of Destiny until one side was utterly destroyed. Yet now, because of the wings fluttered by him, a butterfly from another world, they had been awkwardly gathered together in something resembling a family dispute mediation session.
Just as he was lost in thought over the invisible thread of cause and effect behind it all, a call pulled him back to reality.
While listening to Jiliang speak, Canard suddenly widened his eyes.
Just as Xia Ya was wondering what they were talking about.
"Major Xia Ya La Flaga."
No, that voice had not come from the three people below in the hangar. Xia Ya turned around alongside Lacus